I do not own any of the characters they belong to Rick Riordan. Well except the main character Wyatt Knight, and also this is a fanfiction of 'The lightning thief'

My name is Wyatt Knight, I am ten years old. I'm kind of slim, and for some reason I don't gain weight like normal people, I have short oily black hair, and I have a pale complexion I guess.

June, 21 1939. I was reading a newspaper in the lobby in the Empire state building, waiting for the summer solstices to end. I was pacing around the lobby when I heard a "ding!"

I ran toward the elevator, "Father! What happened?" still stunned by the fact my father was summoned to Olympus for an emergency meeting. My father, by the way, is Hades, god of the underworld. He regarded me with a sad look, or it might have been sympathy, I'm not sure, I've always had trouble reading my fathers expressions. "A prophecy has been made, and I've been forced into an oath. And Wyatt." His eyes told me to listen carefully, "Yes father?"

"You have two choices, the first choice is to go to the Locus hotel and casino. This hotel is, well it is a hotel where you will never age. The second choice is that you have to take the burden of the great prophecy. That means you will go to camp half-blood and train. Choose carefully." My hands started to shake, I mean this always happen when I'm around my father, but this was different, I don't know how to explain it, and I don't think I can, "W-What's the Great Prophecy?" I stuttered, my hands were still shaking.

Hades sighed, he obviously didn't want to tell me, "My son. Knowing too much is dangerous for a half-blood."

"But if I take the Great Prophecy-

"If you take the burden of the great prophecy then you will either save or destroy Olympus, well it might not be you, because it said, a child of the three eldest gods. But it will happen when a child of the eldest gods reaches sixteen." "Do you still want to take that burden?" He looked at me straight in the eyes.

I flinched, "I…Don't know…Father." I looked at the ground, "It would be wisest for me to go to the Hotel right?"

"Yes it would," he agreed

"Alright, how far is camp half-blood?" He looked at me like he misheard me, "you want to take the burden of the great prophecy?"

"Yes, father, if it means I can save Olympus then I will take it," he looked at me with concern, "You should re-think this Wyatt –'I looked at him straight in the eyes, "and if it means the other gods will start to respect you too."

Hades looked me over one more time, "Alright, but let me warn you, if you do not make it to camp half-blood then the prophecy can easily apply to another half-blood of the eldest gods." "So be careful. You will head to Long island, I cannot lead you there myself, and I cannot protect you either, so here."

He handed me a sword, it was four feet long. The blade was pure black, and the handle was a skull. I looked up at my father. "Thank you father," I bowed respectfully. "There is nothing more I can do for you, so be on your way now," and with that he disappeared, leaving a weird smell, "I smell dead people," I said while holding my nose. Oh well I'm probably going to end up smelling like that too," I thought.

Hello, This is my first time on one of these fanfiction sites. I just wanted to post this and see what happens, I like writing long stories, or fanfiction. Anyway, please tell me how I did, that would be awesome, and I'm only going to upload three chapters, just to see if anyone like this or not. Anyway I hope you enjoyed this! :D